Chapter 227
I wasn’t surprised that he asked that. I nodded. “Yeah.”
Frank glanced at the cake in my hand, then lifted his gaze to me, his eyes carrying a scrutinizing look,” Did you… grow up in Jelaston?”
I hesitated for a moment, then realized he was still on the path of finding his ex–fiancee. Anyone with similarities might pique his curiosity.
I admired his perseverance over the years and thus answered patiently and carefully, “No, I grew up in Nesax. It’s quite far from both Jelaston and Jeswood.”
“Is that so,” he murmured almost imperceptibly, his brown eyes dimming slightly.
Yet his gaze remained fixed on me, as if he wished to see another person through me.
I chuckled lightly. “The Shaw family found a replacement daughter, and now you’re looking for a replacement fiancee?”
I had to admit that the daughter of the Shaw family was really unlucky.
But people would move on, and it had been so many years. It was normal.
After hearing this, Frank’s lips curved into a smile, but there was no warmth in his eyes. His tone was casual. “Funny how things work out.”
“Thousands of people celebrate their birthdays today across the country, and… she was so young when she went missing. She probably doesn’t remember her own birthday.”
“Yeah,” he responded absentmindedly, his brows furrowed slightly out of courtesy. “Happy Birthday.”
“Thanks to you, it’s not very happy.”
After I finished, seeing him unusually quiet, I couldn’t help but smile. “Just kidding. Want some cake? It’s quite big, I can’t finish it alone.”
“No.”
He declined softly, putting his hands in his pockets and heading home.
I didn’t think much of it. He probably wasn’t in the mood to celebrate someone else’s birthday today, other than the daughter of the Shaw family’s.
I thought I’d be eating the cake alone, but when I opened the door, I found the house brightly lit.
Jane, her hair wet, emerged from the bathroom, drying herself off and smiling. “You’re finally back! I was worried you wouldn’t make it before dawn.”
My heart warmed. “Why did you come?”
“In the past, on your birthday, you wanted to spend it with that jerk. My absence was understandable. But now that you’re finally single, I absolutely can’t miss it.”
She wrapped a towel around her wet hair, glanced at the cake. “I already bought one, why did you buy
+15 BONUS
another?”
“I didn’t buy it. It was left at the door. Didn’t you hear the doorbell?”
“I probably didn’t hear it while showering.”
Jane grinned, curious. “Who sent it?”
“Probably sent by Jack.”
The wishes on the note were identical to the ones he sent via WhatsApp.
Apart from him and Jane, no one else would remember.
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